You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
yeah i dont think my smile is hot thoThey're looking for pity or they're trying to look cool. When I post a picture of myself, I'm usually smiling. It makes a big difference.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
lucky ur smile is goodI had a work-related experience very recently.
I had gone to a client's place to do some work, but the client wasn't ready and the house manager wasn't around. They asked me to leave my number so the house manager could call me when they were ready for me to come do the work.
I eventually got a phone call from the house manager telling me they were ready for me to return. So I show up and meet the house manager who is a tall, thin, hot blonde. She stayed with me most of the time I was doing my work.
After I had left, I received a text message from her...
"Just HAD to say.. you have a great smile. made my day thanks "
If I wasnt in an exclusive relationship, I would have easily turned that into a date.